It's okay; I know how it goes. I've spent most of my adult life working in soul-sucking/crushing bureaucracies. Somebody has something to do. He puts it off. He puts it off some more. Then he finally gets around to it and then somebody somewhere has to sign off on something and that person take his sweet time. Before you know it, too much time has lapsed, and now the task that was supposed to be done is so late that if it does get finished, somebody higher-up is going to realize that it should have been done a long time ago. So instead of getting done it gets swept under the rug. That's pretty much what happened with the Freedom Tower, right? But instead of getting that quarterly report to Mr. Johnson in Accounting, we forgot to build a skyscraper in downtown New York City.
Given my hatred of traveling, anybody who happens to know me may be surprised to learn that I was actually at Ground Zero in 2003 (which was also the last time I've stepped a foot outside of Oregon, I believe). At that time, it was a huge - HUGE - hole in the ground. The wreckage had been cleared up by then, but there wasn't much of anything on the site. And now, seven years later? Apparently still a whole lot of nothing.
(Note to all you single guys out there: Make sure you tell women that you don't like to travel and would rather stay at home with your cat. They LOVE to hear stuff like that. You might as well tell them that your favorite things are cuddling children and talking about your feelings at length.)
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